Currently listening to: Pink Venom – BLACKPINK
Diamonds shining, drive in silence, I don’t mind it, I’m ridingFlying private side by side with the pilot up in the skyAnd I’m wyling, styling on them and there’s no chance‘Cause we got bodies on bodies like this a slow dance
- Ever since I got back from D.C., I’ve put myself on a bit of a cleanse. Eating fast food for most of my meals while I was there really did a number on my body, full-blown internal revolt. Don’t get me wrong, I love a good burger now and then, but this was… excessive. I could practically feel my arteries begging for mercy. So I’ve been fasting, loading up on salads (shoutout to Jesse for the inspo), and trying to reset my system.
- Lately, I’ve also been receiving a lot of gifts from friends and colleagues even though my birthday has long passed—sweet, thoughtful things—but now I need to make space. What comes in must go out. I don’t want to slip into hoarder territory because the more clutter I have around me, the more cluttered my mind feels. I’ve already filled three garbage bags with clothes and random trinkets to donate to a local charity.
- The heat, though? Unbearable. I don’t know when I got this fragile. I used to live in Texas where it was blistering hot all the time, but somehow it didn’t feel like this. With the ozone layer depleted, the heat growing up is not the same heat now. The UV rays sears through my skin in minutes.
- And don’t even get me started on the news. I physically can’t watch it anymore. It makes my blood boil, and I’m not even an angry person. But between the bullshit that’s unfolded since January and the looming threats to Medicaid and Medicare coverage, it’s hard not to feel enraged. If these programs are gutted, people will die.
- People won’t be able to afford their insulin, their heart meds, their surgeries. And when those patients disappear from the billing system, so does the funding, which means hospitals will start cutting staff—or shutting down entirely. That means longer travel times in emergencies. If your local hospital closes and you’re having a heart attack, you may not make it to the next one. Every second counts.
- On a much lighter note, I’ve officially retired from collecting Labubus and anything from POPMart. I went on a bit of a frenzy there for a while—blame it on adult money and having no children. I need to chill.
- I’m going to the Jin concert soon, and I’ve started making more bracelets. I even gave one to the girl who blocked my view at the Stray Kids concert in D.C. Yeah, she was right in my view and mildly annoying, but I could still appreciate her energy and love for K-pop. As a Korean, it still blows my mind to see how far K-pop and K-dramas have come. I never thought that K-pop or K-dramas would be a phenomenon growing up. Now it’s real. It’s crossed borders, cultures, and language barriers. I’m so grateful to every fan—especially non-Koreans—who made this dream a reality. They didn’t just support an industry, they helped share a piece of Korean culture with the world. 매우 감사합니다.
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